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And finally, we get to the actual chapter!


Chapter 5: Leaving

Robin awoke later than usual that morning. The day before had exhausted her emotionally, and for once, she didn't mind waking up late. Looking around as she sat up, she saw a pile of neatly folded clothes on the desk chair. Getting up from the bed, she saw they were her own clothes. How strange, she thought, that Amon should set out my clothes. That was the only rational conclusion that she could reach, even though she had trouble believing it. It was Amon, after all. Sighing, she went to pick up the clothes. She noticed the room looked different, but she couldn't pinpoint why, exactly. Deciding to just change in the room, she did so quickly. Looking at the clothes, she realized the jean skirt was one of the shortest ones she had, coming to her knees. Slipping on the green, long-sleeved shirt and then her suede tan jacket, she looked for socks and shoes. The socks were sitting on the desk, and she spied her tan boots that came to her mid-calf next to the desk. She quickly tightened the boots by their buckles and looked around again.

The clock was gone, which she thought rather strange, so she had no idea what time it was. Folding the flannels she had worn for the night, she set them on the chair. She didn't necessarily want to leave the room for fear of running into Sister Maryann. She wouldn't know what to say. She didn't want to lie, but yet she saw no way to avoid an awkward situation should the nuns know she had heard it all. Finally resolving to just go down and pretend as though nothing had happened for the time being, she walked to the door.

However, Amon, who had been waiting outside the door, quickly opened it and went in the room upon hearing her booted footsteps. After all, one hardly put on shoes if they weren't fully dressed. Robin was surprised into stillness for a moment, and then she nodded and said good morning to him. Amon remained silent and looked about the room. Spying her flannels on the chair, he strode toward the bed, bent down, and pulled out a suitcase. Robin was a little surprised, but it didn't come as a total shock. She had known, after last night, that they wouldn't be staying much longer. And deep down, she could only be glad. Sighing quietly, she set the pajamas in the case and latched it shut again. Meanwhile, Amon had gotten the other two, the larger ones, from inside the wardrobe. Robin could only wonder why he had hidden them as best he could in the sparse room. Looking around again, she realized what was different. The room looked just as it had when they first arrived. It certainly did not look like two people had been staying there for a week and a half. She looked to him with a questioning glance.

"There were a few things to do this morning and I didn't want them to know we were planning to leave." She nodded, understanding. Wondering what the errands were, she resigned herself to never knowing, for she could never ask. Amon glanced at his watch. "A cab will be here by ten, so you'll need to say goodbye quickly."

She nodded again. He was tempted to ask if everything was all right, but then it occurred to him how absurd the idea was and he remained silent. Opening the door, Amon carried the two cases out and Robin followed with the smaller one. He led her outside, where his carefully hid all three behind the bushes. Going back inside, Robin heard the chimes signaling prayers were over. She slowly made her way to the nuns' study area, where they always went after prayers. Upon walking in, the room fell silent and Robin felt Amon standing behind her, close but not too close. She could tell from the looks of some of the nuns that he was probably quite intimidating. After a moment, Sister Maryann got up and hugged her. Making Robin step further into the room with her, she offered Robin a cup of tea.

"No, I'm afraid I don't have time, thank you."

"Whatever do you mean, my dear? You have all the time in the world. Come sit with us."

"No, thank you, I really can't. I've come to tell you all how much I've enjoyed staying here, but we must leave now." Most of the sisters' were saddened, but Sister Maryann was outraged. She tired valiantly to keep her temper, but it was not enough.

"Surely you don't intend to leave us?"

"Yes, we must. Amon…we feel it is time to go." Sister Maryann stood up. Hugging Robin close, she began speaking quietly in her ear.

"Robin dear, I know you don't want to leave with him. Tell me where you are going and we will rescue you in the night." She gave Robin an extra squeeze before letting her go.

"Sister Maryann, I cannot – "

"Hush, it's fine child." She turned to Amon. "We won't let you take her. She belongs to God."

"Sister Maryann!" Robin exclaimed, bringing all attention to her. "I assure you, I want to leave with Amon. We both think it is time to go. Please, let us leave with your blessings."

"Child, I cannot – you belong with us. I know this."

"I am not a child! I am sorry you feel this way, but," Robin started to slowly back up, getting closer to Amon. This wasn't going well. "Amon and I are married. You cannot make me stay, nor do I wish to. I have loved the time with you all and shall always cherish those memories, but it is time I left. We leave peacefully and with good will. Thank you."

By now Robin had fully backed up and was almost standing against Amon. She grabbed his hand and quickly left the room. Walking quickly and smoothly down the hallway and through the church, they exited the building to see the cab coming down the street. Robin quickly dropped his hand, and blushing, apologized.

"It's fine." He knew she hadn't like lying. But there had been no choice. The nuns were…well he wasn't quite sure what they were, but Sister Maryann had certainly become a threat. They were both glad to sit in back of the cab and drive away from the church.


Amon stared out of the hotel window, deep in thought. Robin lay in bed, sleeping. He had made the necessary arrangements early that morning; their flight left the next morning at ten. He had made the decision to leave England. He realized, after talking with Robin, that they would look there. They would look anywhere they had ever been, even in passing. So it had been simple to choose a place neither of them had been; or so he thought at first. When he mentioned they were going to Poland, Robin became excited and asked if they would stop by a peculiar city – she had been there before. Soon enough he realized she had been to far more places (and remembered all the faces) than he had thought. It was then that he truly appreciated that Solomon had been ruling Robin's life for nearly her whole life, save a year or two, which she couldn't even remember. So instead of choosing places and having to reject them, he just asked her to pick a place. Almost immediately, she'd said Paris, or at least France.

She told him, without his asking, while she put her clothes out for tomorrow. Once again, it had to do with the Church. Apparently, France wasn't particularly religious. She remembered asking once if she'd ever go there and she very clearly remembered what the nun had said. "France, especially Paris, is full of the devil. They indulge themselves in sins of every kind; they have dirty minds, hearts, and bodies. France is truly decadent," she quoted exactly. It was then that she had turned to him and, with her hands clasped and a hopeful look, asked him, "May we please go, Amon?" Well, how was he supposed to say no to that? He scowled at the city below him; in Japan he would have never said yes right away, if at all. Being alone with her all the time was starting to affect him. And it wasn't right. She was much younger, not even an adult yet. Turning to look at her though, he admitted to himself that she was, in some ways, the most mature woman he had ever come across.

And tomorrow they left for France, which, coincidently, was one of the few places where people wouldn't take notice of a young woman and an older man. Sighing, he turned to the window once again.


Sorry I haven't updated in such a while! I've been really busy with school crap and making movies, which was absolutely hilarious. I wish all of you could see it. Me and my friend are still trying to figure out a way to put it online. And I just want to make sure you all know, I love France and wish to tour it someday when I have money, so don't think I have anything against France or French people! Well, see you! And don't forget to tell me what you think! Love ya,

Dizzy